Chapter 325 Open your eyes, I am your father!
"Hogg, you deserve to die!"

"Yes, yes, I do deserve to die, but you don't have to keep saying it, right?"

Seeing that Hogg still dared to talk back, little Magnus raised his hand and punched him, but due to his shrunk body size, the iron fist that originally hit the dog's head could only hit Hogg's stomach painlessly.

"Hiss, what a terrible force, it hurts so much!" Hogg, who was beaten, knew he was in the wrong, so he pretended to be dying, lying on the ground and rolling around like a mad corgi.

Magnus knew his own strengths and weaknesses, and when he saw Hogg's lazy look, he lost interest in beating him. His punches, even if they were called beatings, might not even break the guy's fat.

"I'm convinced. Meeting you is my bad luck. Tell me the truth. How many Thousand Sons are left now? I'm asking about real humans. Don't use dog-men to make up the numbers."

As a good brother who had been in the same industry for more than eighty years, Hogg knew that once Magnus opened his mouth, it proved that he was no longer angry with him, so he quickly got up from the ground and stretched out a finger to him.

"Ten thousand people? I have such a large army, but now there are only ten thousand people left. You deserve to die!"

"No, there are not 10,000 people, but a whole Dalian!"

"(╯°□°) You fucking bastard."

Magnus, who had been mentally prepared, was so angry when he heard that there was only one company left in his legion that he was speechless and sat down on the ground.

After being stunned for a long time, Magnus finally calmed down and said to Hogg fiercely:

"You bastard, since I made the decision in the first place, I don't blame you. But listen carefully. I don't care what method you use. Within 50 years, you must restore the Thousand Sons to its original size. You, Hogg, owe me this."

Hearing that he was given 50 years, Hogg quickly helped the pony up from the ground and patted his chest to assure him:
"Don't worry, brother. I am here to restore the Thousand Sons to its former size. You can choose any psyker from the entire empire. If that is not enough, I still have ways to recruit Eldar and Demons. I will definitely satisfy you."

After saying this, Hogg looked at him eagerly, almost with the word sincerity written on his face. After getting the guarantee, Magnus could only choose to forgive:

"Then I'll trust you once again! Let's go to your Black Light. I should still remember that magic circle."

Without any delay, Hogg picked up Magnus and retreated, running towards the landing point without looking back. Along the way, he attracted a large number of onlookers. Everyone praised the son of the Lord of Black Light for being so handsome, but a little red.

As soon as he stepped into the laboratory, Magnus was stunned by the scene before him. He saw densely packed culture cabins on the floor. There was an electronic screen on each cabin, flashing the identity information of the body inside.

"Are these all your dead descendants? How come there are so many?" Magnus asked in surprise.

Raising his hand to wipe away the accumulated mist, Hogg looked at the familiar faces in the cabin: "There are only 30,000 Blackwatch now, and there are 70,000 of them here, all of whom were killed in the battle. Without their sacrifice, I would never have been able to escape from that cage."

As the person who had spent the longest time with Hogg, it was the first time that Magnus saw a sad expression on his face. His anger at the fact that only one out of ten Thousand Sons survived was mostly gone, and he consoled him:

"Don't be so sad. It's a huge project to revive them accurately. Come here quickly. Do you want me to die of exhaustion?"

"Hehe, I've been waiting for you to say this. After ten thousand years, we, the king and the minister, can cooperate again. Let's get to work!" Without too much nonsense, the two of them immediately started to reproduce the soul transfer device. Relying on the original manufacturing experience, this time they also carried out technical optimization of the hardware, which greatly improved the efficiency of resurrection transfer.

In order to ensure that the technology will not be lost again, although Hogg still cannot understand the secrets of psychic power, he can still learn how to imitate it.

In line with the simple idea that a good memory is worse than a bad pen, Hogg directly collected the entire set of manufacturing drawings and uploaded them to the databases of various startup legions without any reservation to ensure that this technology would not be lost.

However, this time, at Magnus's insistence, the overall shape of the device was designed by him, and Hogg's unique shape that was physiologically uncomfortable was not adopted.

Looking at the fusion creation full of ancient Egyptian style in front of him, Hogg always had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. After thinking it over again and again, he found that except for the color, this thing looked like a garden baby in every way.

Especially the belly that was used as a touch screen, which reminded Hogg of another cult work that dominated the childhood of infants and young children.

Feeling Hogg's suspicious gaze, Magnus pointed at his own masterpiece and said sarcastically with a proud look on his face:
"You know nothing! That's the appearance I came up with after reading the ancient Terran texts. According to my analysis, this creature called 'Malabar' must have occupied the top of the food chain at that time.

For this reason, I plan to name this work Anubis, which symbolizes the cycle of life and death."

Hogg was speechless about such a flawed name. He felt that this might be the worst time Anubis had been hacked. He could only say helplessly:
"Okay, as long as you are happy, this shape is very suitable for your current state. Do you want me to rub a bottle of AD calcium for you to drink? I guarantee that it will make you grow taller quickly."

Ignoring Hogg's sarcasm, Magnus used his psychic power to bring out a piece of frozen meat, stuffed it directly into Anubis' mouth, and then pressed the start button.

With a tremor, Anubis faithfully followed the set program and searched for the corresponding soul in the soul stone based on the genetic code of the body it swallowed.

When the soul is taken out of the soul stone, the psychic circuits that have been carved in advance begin to take effect, and are filtered through the flesh and blood tentacles rich in psychic energy and perfectly implanted into the new body.

………………

Cold, shaking.

For Ace, it was as if he had had an extremely long dream. In the dream, he found that his private stash of cash had been stolen, and he had no idea who that person was, so he could only search passively.

During the search, there were countless powerful demons obstructing him. Ace could only take out his weapons and kill each enemy. When he was about to rush to the treasure chest, a pair of terrifying giant purple eyes killed him on the spot.

Just when Ace thought everything was over, a new cycle began again, repeating the cycle of slaughtering demons and his own death.

This time, when Ace rushed to the treasure chest again, a figure blocked the dazzling beam of light for him and said to him:

"Open your eyes, Dad is here to save you!"

(End of this chapter)